Everyone thought you were dead after only a few months of you being MIA. They had spent countless hours searching for you, days upon days scouring your last known location. But there was no sign of you.

But wherever you were didn't matter. You had to go back. It took a miracle and an act of god but you did it.

Simon was the first to see you, stumbling half dead and exhausted. He wrapped his jacket around you as tears ran down his cheeks.

"I thought you were dead," he whispered.